Archives for January 2017

My friend Bookworm Room says that she is enjoying the Trump presidency. I too have this warm feeling in my gut as I watch Trump do something rather unique in political history: He is fulfilling his campaign promises.

Meanwhile, the usual suspects are protesting—but only in Hillary states. Let’s remember they were protesting even before Trump took office. So their protests are a lot of sound and fury signifying… a childish temper tantrum.

The left wing media have, after eight years of bootlicking Obama, decided to jump into action and defend their turf, the overeducated, overbred coastal elites who have nothing but contempt for those, who in the words of their Dear Leader, “cling to guns and their religion.”

I am old enough to remember when air travel was fun and yes, even glamorous. The seats were comfortable, service was gracious, and the stewardesses (remember that word?) were beautiful young women who never stopped smiling.

This all changed because of the IslmaoNazis of the 1960s who hijacked planes, blew up planes, and slaughtered innocent passengers, all in the name of so-called Palestine.

Days of Heaven, 1978“At [director Terence] Malick’s insistence certain parts of the film were made at what he calls the ‘magic hour’, that is, the time between sunset and nightfall. From the point of view of luminosity, this period lasts about twenty minutes, so that calling it a ‘magic hour’ is an optimistic euphemism.The light really was very beautiful, but we had little time to film scenes of long duration. All day we would work to get the actors and the camera ready; as soon as the sun had set we had to shoot quickly, not losing a moment. For these few minutes the light is truly magical, because no one knows where it is coming from. The sun is not to be seen, but the sky can be bright, and the blue of the atmosphere undergoes strange mutations.Malick’s intuition and daring probably made these scenes the most interesting ones visually in the film. And it takes daring to convince the Hollywood old guard that the shooting day should last only twenty minutes. Even though we took advantage of this short space of time with a kind of frenzy, we often had to finish the scene the next day at the same time, because night would fall inexorably. Each day, like Joshua in the Bible, Malick wanted to stop the sun in its imperturbable course so as to go on shooting.”-excerpted from A Man with a Camera, by Néstor Almendros[Read more…] about Friday Photos: True Hollywood Confessions

Janet Leigh was a good sport, who got a kick out of [Hitchcock’s] off-color limericks, puns, and pranks. The worst jokes on Leigh seemed to come just moments before her most important scenes—and she found most of them terribly funny.

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Robert J. Avrech
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I'm an Emmy Award winning screenwriter. I'm also an observant Jew, a religious Zionist, a conservative Republican, and a member of the NRA. I've been writing and producing in Hollywood for over twenty-five years. But the focus of my life is my family: my radiant wife, Karen—with whom I have been in love with since I was nine years-old—and my two daughters, who, thankfully, look like Karen. Not too long ago, we had three children. But our son, Ariel, died at the age of twenty-two from cancer. We miss him terribly. We think about him practically every minute of every day. People tell us that time heals, but Karen and I know this is not true. Time grinds away doing its terrible work. Ariel is gone. Yet absence becomes presence.

Ariel Chaim Avrech, ZT'L, May His Righteous Memory be a Blessing.

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